Jilted Fiancée To The Underworld Queen

pansion needs a bodyguard. Let me b

, the best friend I considered a sister sat comfortably

the supposed proof that she had taken a bul

ot asking for your money or your te

d have sternly refused

or seven whole years, merely adjus

ess, Siena," he

ll proceed exactly as planned. You've always been so understandi

hand, a wave of intense, physical revu

smudge of foundation on

iven me, which had been missing for a lon

a basin of ice water

marry was already sleep

evotion I had sacrificed for t

an encrypted channel, and sent

off. I am ready to meet the man

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the screen and look

eyes, but she quickly masked it

" she asked, her voice trembling sligh

I thought you said you'd

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almost died in that freezi

help, you're just going t

t incident, my blood

t bullet for me and fell into

o protect her

ck then was brave,

ront of me right now seeme

o massive that it burned away any capacity

ate," I said, my voice eerily ca

sigh of relief

vanished instantl

ned in, trying to link her arm through mine affec

y, I promise to return your fiancé t

ay, my expression

you to worry

her permanently, Lorenzo interrupted eager

, Lucia," he beamed, looking

a woman. She understands the rules and

ace radiating a hypocritical joy,

I swear. We can video call, just like w

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h had caressed her body, now t

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recious seven years o

eing stationed in d

rything for him in this city, buying this multi-millio

done being the understandi

ng up and calmly smoothin

ing to my room. Lock th

hem and walked straig

y eyes fell on the exquisite, half-prep

ly opened bottle of vintage

n the kitchen, just to celebrate my thi

called "best friend" had

I heard Lucia complain softly behin

say we'd rush bac

" Lorenzo coaxed her gently, his voice dripping

me on, didn't you say you wanted sus

n glance towa

ven ask if

oward the hallway, not even b

oing to head out first. Text me what yo

n't a

ster bedroom and clos

dbolt sliding into the loc

of my space, and out

buzzed in

the formidable Mrs. Rossi, wh

soldier, completely unworthy of our Rossi bloodline.